Snow Novel 115

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CHAPTER 115

-Zara’s POV

Turning, I found myself face–to–face with Zoe, her lips twisted into a smirk. Instantly, anger surged within me. Of all people, it had to be her.

“It’s mine,” she stated more clearly now and even in the most infuriatingly annoying voice ever.

“Back off, Zoe,” I said calmly, keeping my hold on the

dress.

Zoe’s expression darkened as she tugged at the fabric. “You really don’t know your place, do you, Zara? Acting all high and mighty-”

Before she could finish, Aira appeared by my side,

glaring at Zoe with fierce protectiveness. “Excuse me? Who do you think you’re talking to?”

Zoe looked at her dismissively. “I don’t care who you

are. This is between me and her.”

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Aira’s expression hardened, and I could feel her preparing to give Zoe a piece of her mind. But before she could, I held up a hand, signaling her to stop.

I turned back to Zoe with a smirk, letting her know I

wasn’t about to back down.

With a swift motion, I released my hold on the dress- but not without delivering a sharp slap to her cheek. Zoe stumbled back, eyes wide with shock, her hand flying to her face as she let the gown fall from her

hand.

I picked it up, holding it with much pride as though I won a lottery.

“If it’s not believing for you enough, let me know, I can

adda bonus slap.”

“You dare-” she hissed, her voice shaking.

“You think a slap is daring?” I replied coolly, crossing my arms. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Zoe regained her composure and glared at us both. “Do you even know who I am?” she scoffed, straightening herself up as if that would somehow intimidate us. “You think you can just walk in here and

take what you want? I at m metall unu my father’s an

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investor here. One word from me, and he’ll pull his support from this brand.”

I held back a laugh, but Aira was visibly amused. Zoe had no idea who she was dealing with, and her bravado only made the situation more ridiculous.

One of the guards who Snow had attached by my side when he was not with me, stepped in, clearly alarmed by the commotion.

He dipped his head low to Aira respectfully. Due to the colour hair change Aira had made when she returned, one would not easily recognize her, especially with

those contact lenses.

“Lady Aira,” he said, “apologies for the disturbance. Please, do not report this to your ather, Alpha Storm. I’ll remove this… nuisance immediately.”

The colour drained from Zoe’s face as the guard/ addressed Aira by name. She looked from him to us, her confidence crumbling just slightly.

But before the guard could act, the boutique manager approached, looking uneasy. “Ladies, please,” she said, her gaze flitting nervously between us. “Perhaps we could resolve this without any… scene?”

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Good. Finally someone with more sense than Zoe.

I glanced around, looking for another witness when my eyes caught sight of the CCTV camera at a corner by the wall.

I gestured toward the store’s CCTV cameras. “Check the footage if you’re unsure. It’ll show who touched

the dress first.”

Zoe stiffened, her face paling, but she quickly masked her discomfort. “There’s no need to go that far. Why would I lie? She slapped me and stole the dress just

now.”

I arched a brow at the lying bitch. “What? Are you

scared?”

“Fine,” she said, forcing a smug look. “Check it. I have nothing to hide.”

The manager led us to the back, where she pulled up the footage. Sure enough, it was clear as day—I had been the one to touch the dress first. Zoe’s attempt to claim it had been an obvious bluff.

As the manager looked to us for guidance, Zoe’s voice turned cold. “If you don’t give me that dress, I’ll make

my father withdraws his investment This whole

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brand will suffer without us.

The manager hesitated, looking torn, then turned toward me apologetically. But Aira stepped forward, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Zara’s not leaving without that dress,” she said firmly.

Zoe sneered. “So what? Does she think she owns this boutique?”

A smirk tugged at my lips at her words. I hated flaunting but Zoe just needed someone to put her in her place. Who better than I to do so?

I pulled out the gold card from my purse, handing it to the manager. “Actually, that can be arranged.” Zoe seemed unaffected, perhaps thinking I bluffed. “There’s been a change of plans. I’m buying this clothing brand with triple the market value–what’s your asking price?”

Everyone in the room fell silent as the manager took the card, her expression stunned.

“You’re… serious?” Zoe spluttered, clearly thrown off. “You’re bluffing! You clearly do not own enough money nor can you afford the means.”

“Am I?” I replied smoothly, holding her gaze without a

hint of doubt. “Go ahead,” I told the manager. “Check if I’m bluffing”

The manager, sensing the gravity of the moment, quickly stepped away to make a call. Aira leaned in, giving Zoc a withering look. “Zara doesn’t need to bluff, darling. With Snow as her husband, she doesn’t need to prove anything to you.”

Zoe’s mouth opened and closed, words failing her as she absorbed Aira’s comment. Moments later, the manager returned, a look of awe on her face.

She dipped her head slightly in my direction. “Mrs. Zephyr, congratulations. The purchase has been

confirmed.”

Turning to her staff, the manager instructed, “Please

escort Miss Zoe out.”

As the security guards approached Zoe, she spluttered in disbelief. “This isn’t over, Zara! My father will hear

about this!”

I watched her with a smirk. “You do that. Meanwhile,

make sure to tell him that his investment will be refunded, effective immediately. He’ll be hearing from

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the board soon.”

Zoe’s expression turned from anger to shock as she processed my words. She cast one last glare before being escorted out, her presence finally gone.

Once she was out of sight, Aira burst into laughter, her eyes shining with amusement. “I didn’t know you had that in you, Zara. Remind me to go shopping with you

more often!”

I shook my head, smiling. “Thanks for having my back,

Aira.”

She placed a hand on my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Always. Now, let’s get you into that dress and show everyone what true elegance looks like.” 2